Chapter 15 Restaurant Song Jin suppressed the urge to slap her...
Faced with three portions of spare ribs, the maids were in a dilemma. The big one was naturally for the eldest grandmother, but who should they give the small one to and who should they not give it to?
"Give it to Second and Third Mothers first. Don't forget to make a portion of sweet and sour poached eggs for Fourth Mother."
Song Jin was just looking for trouble. It was because Sanniang and Siniang came together to come to the kitchen to cause trouble for her yesterday. She didn't believe that she couldn't cause any trouble.
The best way to provoke others is to treat others unfairly.
Once people have free time, they will even fight over a thread, let alone a plate of spare ribs.
When the maids heard her say this, they knew that she was deliberately making things difficult for them. Now that someone was willing to step forward and take responsibility, and considering the farce that happened last night, they naturally agreed.
Those who do not treat others as human beings will not be treated as human beings by others.
When the steamed glutinous rice and spareribs were ready, Song Jin sprinkled some green onions on it to garnish it, then covered it with a lid and brought it into Zizhu Courtyard with everyone else.
The ribs were so soft that they fell off the bones with a chopstick. The glutinous rice was tasty, especially the bottom layer which had absorbed the ribs' broth, making it even more delicious.
Wen Ya nodded while eating and smiled, "This sparerib is better than yesterday's eggs. If we can have a few more of these, we can definitely support a restaurant."
After hearing this, Song Jin smiled and breathed a sigh of relief, already thinking about what to cook in the evening.
However, before the dishes were decided, a noise was heard outside and Xu Cuiyun and Ye Wenfu rushed into the house.
"Big sister," Xu Cuiyun bowed and spoke first, "Please judge for me. This good lunch was smashed before it was even served."
Ye Wenfu glanced around and saw a full steamer of steamed glutinous rice and pork ribs on the table, which was much more than the small plates of the two of them.
"Big sister," Ye Wenfu said indignantly, "Fourth sister knows she came in late, but our family has always treated everyone equally. Even if she can't compare with you, why should Second Sister and Third Sister have an extra plate of spare ribs? Those who know will say that the servants in the kitchen serve dishes to different people, while those who don't will say that you don't treat everyone equally."
Wen Ya knew it was Song Jin who was behind this, so she glanced at him and asked, "Do you know about this?"
Song Jin answered obediently, "I know about this. Granny Li went to the butcher's house to buy spare ribs this morning, and the quantity was not enough, so she gave the first wife first, and the rest was divided between the second and third wives. As for the fourth wife, I gave her an extra portion of the sweet and sour poached eggs I made yesterday."
"It's your fault that the distribution is uneven. You can't even handle such a small matter." Wen Ya cursed, but there was no sign of annoyance on her face.
"I know I was wrong."
When Xu Cuiyun and Ye Wenfu saw Wen Ya blaming Song Jin, they did not say anything for a while, waiting for Wen Ya to give an explanation.
Wen Ya naturally knew all this, and she put down her chopsticks and said slowly: "The lack of food is because the kitchen is not doing its job well. You have been busy in the kitchen these days, but it is not very useful. You should leave in the future."
After hearing this, Song Jin answered yes obediently.
Wen Ya added: "The uneven distribution of food is the kitchen's problem, but what about the falling to the ground?"
After hearing this, Xu Cuiyun glanced at Ye Wenfu and said, "At noon today, the maid in the courtyard went to urge the dishes to be served, and as a result, my second sister and I had an extra small plate of ribs. Just that small plate."
Xu Cuiyun gestured as she spoke, very angry: "My fourth sister saw it and asked why she didn't have any. The kitchen said it was not enough, so they made up a fried egg. She got angry and overturned everything that my second sister and I had."
Ye Wenfu was not convinced: "Why are they pork ribs and I am an egg? Big sister, this kitchen really doesn't treat me as a human being, does it?"
Wen Ya's expression was indifferent: "If the kitchen is not doing its job well, that's the kitchen's business. I will deal with it. But you threw this lunch on the ground without eating it. You don't have the ability to make money, but you are good at wasting money. I think you are just bored and you dare to come to me to deal with it."
Wen Ya changed her expression and called Du Juan: "Who is cooking in Si Niang's room? Tell them to reduce the meat dish from now on. See how full people are. Don't eat the lunch today if it's ruined. Go and reflect on yourself."
After hearing this, Xu Cuiyun felt a little relieved. She bowed and turned away.
Ye Wenfu, on the other hand, had her eyes red with anger. She knew that it was Song Jin who was behind this, but Wen Ya, the mistress of the house, disliked her. It was impossible for her to get justice here.
He could no longer hold his composure and ran out of the yard angrily.
Wen Ya smiled lightly when she saw the two of them leaving Zizhu Courtyard, picked up her chopsticks and ate while instructing: "I have seen your cooking skills. Don't go to the kitchen anymore. Ask the manager to accompany you to rent a shop. You will have ready-made manpower at home. Your cooking skills..."
Song Jin said: "I will teach the kitchen staff one by one, and make sure everyone learns it."
Wen Ya smiled and said, "You are still sensible."
In any case, Song Jin achieved his goal and went out to open a restaurant, but unexpected things still happened.
"We originally planned to use the money we set aside this time to open a restaurant, but I've thought about it carefully these past two days and I think there's no need to wait until then, so you can borrow the money."
"Borrow?" Song Jin was dumbfounded.
"Yes, lending money is a business. You can continue to lend out the money you have taken out. You don't have to go through so much trouble. Just borrow from your family. I'll let Wenxin be your guarantor and only charge you 30% interest. How about that?"
In terms of being ruthless, Song Jin still lacked the skills compared to the person in front of him. He had originally only intended to deposit money to redeem his status, but now he had to pay back the money with interest.
Song Jin suppressed the urge to slap her and said, "I will follow Grandma's instructions."
After Song Jin got the permission, she went back to her room alone. The more she thought about it, the more she felt ashamed. She was thinking about helping Wen Ya make money, while Wen Ya was thinking about how to exploit her.
Damn it.
Song Jin cursed fiercely in her heart, but she had to lend the money. She could only get the money if the money passed through her hands, so she had to suffer the loss.
While she was free, the maids in the yard became lively and those who were free all gathered in Song Jin's small room.
"Grandma allowed you to open a restaurant?"
"I heard that they are going to move slaves out of the house. Maybe they will take us out to see the world as well?"
"Are you stupid? The kitchen is just outside. It's better to stay in the yard."
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The maids were both curious and fearful about the outside world. After all, they were already familiar with the environment here, and there was always no shortage of food and drinks. However, they had no idea what it would be like in a restaurant.
"Sister Mancao, a few days ago Sister Dujuan said that you wanted to teach us how to read. Is that true?"
Song Jin nodded and said, "Du Juan wants to learn, I think it would be good for us to learn together."
Someone said: "I am too lazy to learn. Sweeping the floor and washing clothes every day is tiring enough. I am asking for trouble by learning to read."
Someone else said, "I want to learn it. Sister Mancao, do you know how to play the West Chamber? I used to hear opera singers singing the West Chamber, and they always mentioned it when they played cards. I also want to learn how to play the West Chamber."
Song Jin was dumbfounded. She had no problem with a few poems, but The West Chamber...
The grandmothers and aunts in the Ming Dynasty loved to listen to operas, but she, who was born in the 21st century, only knew how to sing Jay Chou.
Song Jin sighed: "I have to find the West Chamber first."
"Sister Mancao, why did Grandma agree to let you open a restaurant? Is it because you are good at cooking? Then why not let the kitchen maid open it?"
Lianxin asked the question on everyone's mind, which drew chorus of agreement.
Song Jin said: "Grandma didn't ask me to open a restaurant because I can cook. She thought I could help make money."
"Earn money? How much money?"
Song Jin looked up and thought about it. She really hadn't done the math on this, but she would just take it one step at a time. Doing business is not like investing today and making money tomorrow. Besides, her goal is to embezzle money, not to make money. She doesn't want to work in the restaurant for three to five years and still not be able to save enough money to redeem her name.
That afternoon, Song Jin dragged his housekeeper Chen to the street to look for a place to open a shop.
When it comes to doing business in the Ming Dynasty, Manager Chen is much more familiar with it than Song Jin.
"This restaurant business is different from ordinary businesses. The location is the most important. Grandma said that we don't have to worry about money. If we want to rent a restaurant, we should rent a big one. It's a pity that time is tight, otherwise it might be more cost-effective for us to buy it."
Song Jin agreed on the surface, but he was angry in his heart but dared not say it.
Without saying a word, Manager Chen took Song Jin to an alley called Anju Lane near the Suzhou government office.
"It's a two-story building with plenty of space. There's a small courtyard at the back, which is suitable for living. We just need to tidy up a bit and we can open the business."
Song Jin stood in front of the small building. There were silk and satin shops and money shops on both sides, and the Suzhou government office was not far away. If the dishes were good, it might attract many officials to dine here, which would be a good way to promote the place.
only......
"Butler Chen is very familiar with this place."
Manager Chen smiled and said, "Grandma said she was planning to open a restaurant, so she asked me to go out and look for a small building yesterday. It just so happened that a fellow villager of mine lived nearby, so I knew there was a small building for rent, so I came to take a look, and it was just right."
Manager Chen smiled kindly, and only Song Jin felt like a fool.
She wanted to make money, but she didn't know that before she even started, this group of people might have made money in advance. I don't know how much commission I can get as a real estate agent in Ming Dynasty.
"Since Manager Chen says it's okay, then it's okay."
Song Jin was discouraged and didn't even bother to watch. Who thought that he could kill everyone by coming to this ancient time with modern knowledge and golden fingers?
Song Jin felt that he was stupid as hell.
"Well, we still have to wait and see. After all, it will still be a vineyard in the future... Master Wen is in charge of this place."
Song Jin had no choice but to go into the small building to take a look.
The two rooms facing the street have excellent lighting after all the door panels have been removed. There is a wooden staircase along the inner wall leading directly to the second floor, where a counter, a wine cabinet, and a menu must be prepared.
Song Jin decorated the future restaurant in his mind based on the restaurants he had seen in the 21st century.
The back door opened into a small courtyard. Song Jin looked at the kitchen, which was not very big, and estimated that it should be enlarged.
There are three rooms, which can accommodate the waiters and cooks. However, I will have to live in the big yard.
The place was very clean. After looking at the backyard, Song Jin went upstairs to take a look.
There is a row of windows facing the street. When you open the window, you can see the gate of the government office not far away.
Seeing this, Song Jin sighed. It is said that thieves are afraid of seeing officials. Song Jin is that thief. It is inevitable that he feels guilty facing officials all day long.
When Manager Chen heard her click her tongue, he thought she was dissatisfied and started recommending again, as if he was afraid of losing the business.
"The original business here was also very good. The owner sold goods all over the place. He had goods from all over the country. If he hadn't suddenly had to go back to his hometown, I'm afraid he wouldn't have been able to leave such a good shop."
Song Jin couldn't help but ask, "Since your business is doing well, why do you want to go home?"
Manager Chen looked embarrassed and blamed himself for talking too much.
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